If the audience knew what they wanted then they wouldn't be the audience, they would be the artist.

I don't think any of us grew up into the world we were hoping for or expecting.

I'm the king of the 20th century. I'm the boogeyman, the villian, the black sheep of the family.

The central question is, is this guy right? Or is he mad? What do you, the reader, think about this? Which struck me as a properly anarchist solution. I didn't want to tell people what to think, I just wanted to tell people to think and consider some of these admittedly extreme little elements, which nevertheless do recur fairly regularly throughout human history.

If you give me a typewriter and I'm having a good day, I can write a scene that will astonish its readers. That will perhaps make them laugh, perhaps make them cry - that will have some emotional clout to it. It doesn't cost much to do that.

The past can't hurt you anymore. Not unless you let it. They made you into a victim, Evey. They made you into a statistic. But, that's not the real you. That's not who you are inside.

London has been used as the emblematic English city, but it's far from representative of what life in England is actually about.